VELLUM. The purchafe will be confiderable. TINSEL. And for that reason I have bid thy Lady very high -she is to have no lefs for it than this entire perfon of mine. VELLUM. Is your whole eftate perfonal, Mr. Tinfel? he, he he! TINSEL. Why, you queer old dog, you don't pretend to jeft, d'ye? Look ye, Vellum, if you think of being continued my steward, you must learn to walk with your toes out. VELLU Μ, An infolent companion! TINSE L. [Afide. Thou'rt confounded rich I fee, by that dangling of thy arms. VELLU M. TINSEL. An ungracious bird A [Afide. Thou shalt lend me a couple of thoufand pounds. Look ye, Vellum, I intend to be kind to you -PH borrow fome money of you. VELLU M. I cannot but fmile. to confider the difappointment this young fellow will meet with d will make myself merry with him. [Afide.]—And fo, Mr. Tinfel, you promife you will be a very kind mafter to me? TINSEL. [Stifling a laugh.] What will you give for a life in the house you live in? VELLUM. What do you think of five hundred pounds ?-ha, ha, ha! And yet it is more than 1 fhall give-and I will offer you two reafons for it. TINSEL. Pr'ythee what are they? VELLUM.. First, because the tenement is not in your difpofal; and fecondly, because it never will be in your difpofal and fo fare you well, good Mr. Tinfel. Ha, ha, ha, you will pardon me for being jocular. [Exit Vellum. J This rogue is as faucy as the conjurer; I'll be hang'd if they are not akin. Enter LA LADY. Mr. Tinfel, what, all alone? You Free-thinkers are great admirers of folitude. TINSE L. No, faith, I have been talking with thy fteward; a very grotefque figure of a fellow, the very picture of one of our Benchers. How can you bear his converfation? I keep him for my steward, and not my companion, He's a fober man? TINSEL. Yes, yes, he looks like a put-a queer old dog, as ever I faw in my life: we must turn him off, widow, He cheats thee confoundedly, I fee that. LADY. LADY. Indeed you're mistaken, he has always had the reputation of being a very honeft man. TINSE L. What, I fuppofe he goes to church. Goes to church! fo do you too, I hope. I would for once, Widow, to make sure of you. Ah, Mr. Tinfel, a husband who would not continue to go thither, would quickly forget the promises he made there. TINSEL. Faith, very innocent and very ridiculous! Well then, I warrant thee, Widow, thou would'ft not for the world marry a fabbath-breaker! LADY. Truly they generally come to a bad end. I remember the Conjurer told you you were short-liv'd. TINSEL. The Conjurer! Ha, ha, ha!.. Thou art the idol I adore. Here muft I pay my devotion Pr'ythee, Widow, haft thou any timber upon thy eftate? LADY. The most impudent fellow I ever met with. [Afide. TINSE L. I take notice thou haft a great deal of old plate here in the house, Widow. LADY. Mr. Tinfel, you are a very observing man. Thy large filver ciftern would make a very good coach; and half a dozen falvers that I faw on the fideboard, might be turn'd into fix as pretty horses as any that appear in the ring. LADY. You have a very good fancy, Mr. Tinfel-what pretty transformations you could make in my houfe-But Pil fee where it will end. TINSEL. [Afide. Then I obferve, child, you have two or three fervices of gilt plate; we'd eat always in china, my dear. LADY. I perceive, you are an excellent managerquickly you have taken an inventory of my goods. TINSE Li -how Now hark ye, Widow, to fhew you the love that I have for you LADY. Very well, let me hear. TINSE L. You have an old fashion'd gold caudle-cup, with the figure of a faint upon the lid on't. 1 have: what then? LADY. TINSE L. Why look ye, I'd fell the caudle-cup with the old faint for as much money as they'd fetch, which I would convert into a diamond buckle, and make you a present of it. LADY. LADY. Oh you are generous to an extravagance. But pray, Mr. Tinfel, don't difpofe of my goods before you are fure of my perfon. I find you have taken a great affection to my moveables, TINSEL My dear, I love every thing that belongs to you. LADY. I fee you do, Sir, you need not make any proteftations upon that fubject.. او Pho, pho, my dear, we are growing serious, and, let me tell you, that's the very next step to being dull. Come, that pretty face was never made to look grave with. LADY. Believe me, Sir, whatever you may think, marriage is a ferious fubject. TINSEL. For that very reason, my dear, let us get over it as faft as we can. +1 LADY. I should be very much in hafte for a husband, if I married within fourteen months after Sir George's decease. TINSEL. Pray, my dear, let me afk you a queftion: Doft not thou think that Sir George is as dead at prefent, to all intents and purposes, as he will be a twelvemonth hence?.. 17 LADY. Yes: but decency, Mr. Tinfel Oligola T IN SE L Or doft thou think thou'lt be more a widow then than thou art now? The world would say I never lov'd my first husband. M S TIN |
